Crossdressing

Our crossdressing (cross-dressing) stories feature tales of either gender (usually male) dressing up in the clothes of the opposite sex, for reasons of sexual gratification. Crossdressers are akin to the transvestic fetishism, which is a sexual fetish for the clothing of the opposite gender. The crossdresser can be of any sexual orientation.

Back at Lucy’s room, Dan put down the dainty bags of lingerie and girly clothes that she had bought for him. He had been totally and magically transformed into a girl for nearly a whole day now, and every moment was a thrill. He was ultra-conscious of his body - especially his gorgeous 32C boobs, firmly held in the bra that had turned him into a curvy and sexy girl in the first place. ...Read On

A young transvestite tries to navigate the challenges of a real life relationship with a man

I was on personal display for him. He would have me walk sensually while emulating the grace of a pretty blonde haired runway model. In my role of girlish temptress, I wiggle my sexy bottom in my exotic, six inch pink, high heeled, platform sandals. My body is slim, lithe, feminine and smooth. At the far end of his large living room he has me turn around, smile, and pose like a show girl...Read On

“Okay, that covers everything I think! Thanks so much for this, Francis. I know it was short notice but I really appreciate it,” said Ms. Wilson. “And remember, please, please, please help yourself to anything in the house.” “Oh, it’s not a problem. Just hope you have fun on your cruise!” I couldn’t help but wonder why she was going on a singles-only cruise for a week. She was hardly...Read On

Buying lingerie is challenging for new girls, especially if they're really boys.

OK, Dani, take off my knickers, choose a fresh pair from the drawer, and let’s get you dressed,” said Lucy. Dan sat up in bed. He was wearing a tight-fitting white bra and Lucy’s knickers - the ones he had pulled down Lucy’s legs before he had plunged his throbbing cock into her wet and inviting cunt. The night before. When he had been a boy. Now everything had changed. He had been...Read On

I had been chatting online with him for a while now, and he was keen to meet me. He identified as straight and was married, which is normally a deal breaker for me, but he was persistent. After a lot of chatting, I agreed to meet him at his place. When I arrived, he buzzed me into the building, and I went upstairs to find he had left the door ajar for me. Nervously, I went in. His place was...Read On

Lucy gets a delivery from the postman that was a bit more than she expected.

Lucy was in her man mode at home when she heard a knock at the door. She answered it and it was the postman delivering a couple of packages for her. They were full of sexy lingerie and three sexy dresses. The postman came inside her hall to talk. The postman had obviously found out what was inside the bag. “I’m sorry, but one of the bags broke so we had to repack it for you.” ...Read On

I recently sighed a contract with an online Mistress. My main duty under the contract is to write or edit several publications I'm preparing for sale. If I displease her, she assigns me essays - writing of her choosing that doesn't contribute to my writing goals. I sent her a late response and she assigned me to write about a man following a woman in a mall because of her sexy pencil...Read On

Crossdresser Steve/Steffie is blackmailed by coworkers into servicing their cocks.

Steve, or Steffie, was fearful of delaying too long in the bathroom, so, shaking his head, he picked up the panties and pantyhose left on the counter for him. He discovered that the pantyhose were crotchless, and considered putting them on first, since his panties could then be removed easily. But he decided that the guys were likely not interested in his own pleasure, so he donned the...Read On

A young man's journey through cross-dressing, femininity and sexuality

As neighbors, Carol, Karen and I regularly met up on weekends during school term and more often during the holidays. We played many games together, and I happily joined in, despite their girly nature; I even played with dolls. Of course, the kids at school found out about this, and I was bullied mercilessly for being a sissy. I tried to explain that no boys were living nearby to play with,...Read On

It all started after a couple of week’s dating. I was nineteen at the time, and Velda was twenty-four. I knew she had strong opinions and was quite determined to get her way. She had spoken several times about women’s rights and how she felt that the balance of power between men and women had to change. For the most part, I could only agree with her. At times she seemed a little aggressive...Read On

It seemed to Ken that time had slowed down to a snails pace as he watched the events unfold before him. The door to his sister's bedroom seemed to take forever to open and for Connie to step inside. Connie's head was down as she placed something in her purse before it rose up. That act also seemed to take forever as did her eyes growing wide as she took in the scene in front of her. Ken...Read On

I am a young, petite, passable and enthusiastic transvestite. I’ve been crossdressing and working on improving my look and appearance ever since I was a sixteen year old boy. Now after two years of weekends dressed in public as Cari, I had developed quite an attractive look and appearance. It often seemed at times, that many a man would come my way. Because of my exotic and sexy...Read On

I love the transvestite lifestyle. Since I was sixteen, I have been boldly going out dressed to the nines as Cari in public. Now finally of legal drinking age, I go out to one of Boston’s gender friendly nightclub establishments on the weekend. I am lucky to be considered one of the prettiest and the most believable of the girls at these clubs. At five foot five inches tall and one...Read On

I’d explored my fantasies with a transsexual escort several times and after my last encounter, which was the basic girlfriend experience, though she did wear a corset and stockings with satin panties as I asked. She was very open to fantasy play I have long had a scene I’d wanted to play out and she seemed to be the perfect gentle dominant. Now my thing is dress up. My iconic Mistress isn’t...Read On

The plan was set. Would I be able to follow through with watching my girlfriend get fucked?

Aubrey had just finished building up my confidence to the point where I was ready, as ready as I would ever be, to cross the threshold of that door and make my first public appearance as Sarah, the female persona she had helped create for me to trick her side-guy into letting me watch them fuck. She told everyone that I was her lesbian roommate; that was the cover. Our heels clicked on...Read On

There is a very special sensuality in the image of a pretty blonde haired girl who is petite and shapely enough to be able to look great in a tight and skimpy dress. I confess to owning many of these types of sexy dresses. Because I am five foot five inches tall and slim, I am able to look rather alluring while dressed in one. I have many styles and colors and usually favor black. Once in...Read On

The anticipation was eating me alive. My girlfriend, Aubrey, a strikingly sexy, gorgeous, blonde, polyamorous, bombshell grad-student and I had been living together for about three months. She had taken my virginity and was the dominant one in the relationship. She had been fucking another guy, Scott, every other weekend for about two months, and I had finally asked if I could be there in...Read On

A little about myself. I have been married for 40 years. I work in a professional career and I secretly like to cross dress. My wife does not know, or, I suspect she might, but prefers to not acknowledge it. I started dressing about twenty years ago when our two daughters were off to college and we were empty nesters. Out of curiosity I tried my wife’s panties on one day while she was gone....Read On

I managed to control my temper when the program director informed me that I would be making a personal appearance to function as an emcee for a Halloween bash. I thought my promotion to full time air personality would change things. I was wrong. Now, before I could launch into my rant my boss informed me that this was a costume party at the popular nightclub that was located inside of...Read On

Secretly a sissy, Steve becomes Steffie and is coerced into servicing those who outed him/her.

Steve wasn’t sure, but he thought he heard the bathroom door close. He was in the shower and the bathroom fan was running, so he stopped for a moment to listen. Maybe one of the guys came in to use the toilet, he wondered. “Hello?” he said aloud. No reply. It was probably just one of the other guys getting something they’d left in the bathroom, he thought. Steve was one of the last to...Read On

Being a pretty, petite, believably passable crossdresser makes me a very happy person. I have been dressing up as a sexy girl while daring to go out in public for the past two years since I was sixteen. I have had this urge and desire to dress as a female for as long as I can remember so I have gradually come to accept that I have a feminine side that needs to be nurtured and encouraged. I...Read On

Leading me towards the bed, Nick pulled me into his arms and I willingly let him. I lifted my face to his and parted my lips, inviting him to kiss me. Our tongues probed each other, our lips moist and eager. Nick was moving his hands all over me – to my face, my neck, then travelling firmly down to my sensitive waist and kneading my panty-clad buttocks. I couldn’t help myself from melting...Read On

So it began. My next official act as Daddy’s submissive slut was about to begin. I was strapped by ankles and wrists into the sling. The sensations of complete helplessness had me even harder than I’ve ever been. I was lit up with an acute awareness of my sensuality and the need to surrender my body completely to him. My surrender was like some kind of strange relief in my heart. I was his and...Read On

At age eighteen I had finally made it into one of the best universities in the country, yet my true life lessons and deepest learning would ironically take place for me during the weekends. I’ve had the complicated urge to dress up as a girl since my early teens. Eventually I consciously chose to act on my need to do so. Though I live a mostly normal existence and also do enjoy my male side,...Read On

For a while now I had been chatting with a sweet guy named Allen, who was bisexual and was eager to meet a crossdresser. He was very muscular and handsome, a hard body but with friendly eyes. He seemed to really like my pictures and said he had cum, stroking himself, while looking at them several times, and was eager to meet me in person. He wanted to meet in a bar which is something I had...Read On

I decided to go to my favorite Adult Toy Store. Now, this is not one of those dark, dingy places that make you feel uncomfortable. It is well lit and attractive. The people who work there are very nice, polite, helpful and make you feel right at home. So I can go and feel at ease while I browse. This store carries lingerie, clothing for clubs or stripping, stripper shoes, toys, and...Read On

John knocked on the door to his friend’s house and it swung gently open. The latest chart music boomed from inside. He called out, “Hi its John?” No answer; so he went further in the house the music was coming from upstairs so John went to investigate. He needed to find someone so he could pick up the money. The music was louder upstairs and though he called out again no one answered. ...Read On

My life was pretty good. I had an excellent job that paid well and afforded a nice mobile home. I played baseball on the company team and had a bevy of office hotties show up to the games to cheer me on, I even dated a few of them briefly. It was the nights that I really looked forward to. Once the day was done and I was safely behind the drawn drapes and locked doors of my trailer...Read On

Every since I was four or five years old, I can remember being extremely interested in girls’ and women's’ clothes. This interest continued on and off throughout my childhood, and became quite an obsession during my teenage years. At sixteen, a most exciting experience occurred that I shall now recount in detail with help from my diary. During my teenage years, I was raised by my...Read On